A/N: Sorry I haven't written in so long guys. A quick update on the
craziness that's been the past few months. Not friends with the one girl
who liked he same guy as me, hooked up with him and we are now extremely
happy together so that's all good and awesome at least. One of my friends
switched schools and another one is going to do the same at the end of the
month. Math is a bitch. So is English. Then my brother just got married a
while ago (which I was in it) and my whole family loves my boyfriend. Which
is awesome too. Heh. And I started to write a lot of other stories that are
distracting me because ideas are flowing a lot more on them right now than
this. Which that coupled with everything above and my poems I'm writing.
It's considerably slowed my writing here. Plus, beyond what I write, I have
absolutely no idea what's going on in this story. Sort of figuring it out
as I go. So, here it finally is. Hopefully, this will help get me back in
the groove for PotC.
Chapter 7:
The sun was just coming over the horizon when the Pearl pulled out of harbor. Jack had run straight to the ship and woken up the crew, ordering them to get the ship ready to sail, bit giving no explanation. A half hour or so after he had gotten to the ship, Will and Elizabeth showed up as well. Jack had silently nodded his approval of their presence. Now he stood at the wheel, steering them onto the vast ocean. Will came up behind Jack and stood silently for a few minutes. "Do you even know where we're going?" he asked. At first, jack remained silent. Then he responded with a gruff, "No." "Do you even know who did this?" Will asked. "That, I do know." And Jack feel silent once again. Will stood on the deck for a few minutes longer, then went back down below. Elizabeth was in their cabin resting. "How is he?" she asked as she sat up on the bunk. "Not good. He's not talking much. Said he knew who did this, but not where we're going." Will shook his head. "We're chasing nothing." Elizabeth's face dropped. "Oh, poor Jack. He really cares about Abby, doesn't he? I feel awful for letting her get taken." "It's not your fault. If anyone's, it should be mine. But I'm guessing Jack is blaming himself," Will sat next to her with a sigh. "Why would he blame himself?" Will looked at her. "Because he left the house." Then he sighed again. "I don't know, really. I just hope that Abby is alright." ***** "No! Abby's shrill voice rang out as Thomas dragger her through a tunnel. Ron and Jimmy had kidnapped her and taken her to a small boat where Thomas was waiting for them. He had quickly killed the men and dumped their bodies into the water before taking Abby to an island. Now he was throwing her into a small cell in a cave. "You're not gunna get away with this! Jack is gunna come and save me!" Abby yelled at him, scrambling over to the barred wall. Thomas stooped down to get in her face. "Awww. Does the wittle girlis think that big, bad Jack is gunna come and rescue her? Well guess what, sweetheart. Jack has no idea where you are. And even if he did, he wouldn't come for you. Why do you think he left the house? He wanted me to take you, you annoying, little brat!" Abby's eyes shone with pain and unshed tears. Thomas laughed. All of a sudden, Abby spit in his face. "You're lying! Jack is gunna come and save me! He's gunna get you!" "Why you little." Thomas seethed. Then turned around and stormed out of the cave to go hide the boat. Abby trudged over to a corner of the cave and sunk to the ground. Tears streamed down her face. What if Jack didn't come? What if Thomas was telling the truth? But Jack would never do that to her. Would he? Abby curled into a ball and cried herself to sleep as her young mind tried to comprehend what was going on, and her heart broke with each moment that passed.
A/N: Sorta surprised that I had Thomas kill Ron and Jimmy. But I wasn't sure what exactly to do with them. Not sure what I'm doing next. Have an idea, but.. We'll see! Hopefully soon cuz I'm curious too. Lol And sorry it was so short; I had intended more, but this was all I came up with. Well, and like, a paragraph of later, but. not quite enough to add it. Good for a start though!
Chapter 7:
The sun was just coming over the horizon when the Pearl pulled out of harbor. Jack had run straight to the ship and woken up the crew, ordering them to get the ship ready to sail, bit giving no explanation. A half hour or so after he had gotten to the ship, Will and Elizabeth showed up as well. Jack had silently nodded his approval of their presence. Now he stood at the wheel, steering them onto the vast ocean. Will came up behind Jack and stood silently for a few minutes. "Do you even know where we're going?" he asked. At first, jack remained silent. Then he responded with a gruff, "No." "Do you even know who did this?" Will asked. "That, I do know." And Jack feel silent once again. Will stood on the deck for a few minutes longer, then went back down below. Elizabeth was in their cabin resting. "How is he?" she asked as she sat up on the bunk. "Not good. He's not talking much. Said he knew who did this, but not where we're going." Will shook his head. "We're chasing nothing." Elizabeth's face dropped. "Oh, poor Jack. He really cares about Abby, doesn't he? I feel awful for letting her get taken." "It's not your fault. If anyone's, it should be mine. But I'm guessing Jack is blaming himself," Will sat next to her with a sigh. "Why would he blame himself?" Will looked at her. "Because he left the house." Then he sighed again. "I don't know, really. I just hope that Abby is alright." ***** "No! Abby's shrill voice rang out as Thomas dragger her through a tunnel. Ron and Jimmy had kidnapped her and taken her to a small boat where Thomas was waiting for them. He had quickly killed the men and dumped their bodies into the water before taking Abby to an island. Now he was throwing her into a small cell in a cave. "You're not gunna get away with this! Jack is gunna come and save me!" Abby yelled at him, scrambling over to the barred wall. Thomas stooped down to get in her face. "Awww. Does the wittle girlis think that big, bad Jack is gunna come and rescue her? Well guess what, sweetheart. Jack has no idea where you are. And even if he did, he wouldn't come for you. Why do you think he left the house? He wanted me to take you, you annoying, little brat!" Abby's eyes shone with pain and unshed tears. Thomas laughed. All of a sudden, Abby spit in his face. "You're lying! Jack is gunna come and save me! He's gunna get you!" "Why you little." Thomas seethed. Then turned around and stormed out of the cave to go hide the boat. Abby trudged over to a corner of the cave and sunk to the ground. Tears streamed down her face. What if Jack didn't come? What if Thomas was telling the truth? But Jack would never do that to her. Would he? Abby curled into a ball and cried herself to sleep as her young mind tried to comprehend what was going on, and her heart broke with each moment that passed.
A/N: Sorta surprised that I had Thomas kill Ron and Jimmy. But I wasn't sure what exactly to do with them. Not sure what I'm doing next. Have an idea, but.. We'll see! Hopefully soon cuz I'm curious too. Lol And sorry it was so short; I had intended more, but this was all I came up with. Well, and like, a paragraph of later, but. not quite enough to add it. Good for a start though!